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She Wakes From A Coma
About four years ago, my mother was in the hospital due to she was severely bleeding from her vaginal area. She thought she was going through menstrual period but this last for more than a week and gets heavier each day. I decided to call for help right after my mother was bleeding through her pants and she was pale. The paramedic came and rushed my mother to the hospital because her bleeding worsen. She was in shocked and went through a one minute stroke. They rushed her to the emergency room and did everything that they were doing as I stayed with the nurse giving them information about my mother. While I was giving information, I heard another doctor asking the nurse to call in another doctor. Two doctor was in one room and another rushed in so that was three. Nurses was going in and out of the room and I heard counting…I stop what I was doing and rushed to my mother room. I found her on the floor doctor doing CPR getting her back to life. Blood spilled everywhere on the floor and that was when my heart suddenly drop.
The nurse took me to the side and asked me to take a seat. I waited and waited…to hear something from the doctor…the doctor than told me that everything is now fine, just waiting to see her condition. My mother heart was really slower than normal and blood pressure is too low that they would have to intervene her with blood transplant.
My mother blood type was B and so was I, therefore I told them that they could use my blood. My blood count was too low that they cannot take my blood. I told them that I do not care, all I care was my mother. They told me no because they are afraid that I might be the one getting killed since my blood is low. I would have to wait hours for the blood to arrive to the hospital. When the blood arrive, my mother was connected to the line to get her blood back to normal.
My mother would have to stay in the ICU room for a few weeks. Staying up all day watching after my mother with less of sleep, my eye sag like the age of my grandma. I was then going through hallucination. When I was home, I told my dad I saw a cat flying…and my dad say the cat wasn’t even flying. I went to bed and felt much better after waking up but weak.
Since it was my little sister birthday, I decided to drive to the store to buy her birthday cake since my older sister have school. When I got to the store, I bought my little sister strawberry chocolate cake. On my way home, my cell phone rang and the number was from the hospital, therefore, I answer it. When I answer it, one of the nurse told me that I need to come to the hospital immediately because my mother been screaming for me. I turn back and drive to the hospital, a drunk driver drove passed a red light and nearly hitting my car. I steer my wheel right to get away from being hit. My car spin in many direction hitting my chest against the steering wheel as it land to a stop. I caught the license plate and called the police.
It was caught a few block after a thirty minute chase.
When I arrive to the hospital, I saw lots of nurse and doctor in my mother room. I rushed my way to see my mother but a nurse stop me from going in. I asked her what happen? She said my mother was having a seizure and her heart stop. After the doctor resuscitating her, her heart beats again but we can’t guarantee if she will be fine. Her heart beat is a little lower than normal and blood is very low still. That is a 50/50 chance that she might survive or die. Her last word before this happening was, she was calling my name.
I fell hitting my knee to the ground and start crying. I bend down, head against the floor crying hitting my fist to the floor. The nurse rub my back and start to hug me. Continuously crying the doctor came to me and say they are sorry…my mother might not survive this time. It was the third time that they did CPR on my mother to bring her back to life.
Slowly walking to my mother room looking through the window, I started crying while the nurses were connecting wires and other stuff to my mother body. Her lifeless body was laying there on the bed while being connected to the machine. My tears slowly fall caressing my cheek and I called my dad that mom might not make it, we would have to wait.
I stayed there in my mother room holding her hand while stroking her hair. I kissed my mother forehead and started to pray. Each day I stayed with her, morning, night, weekends, weekdays, to months. Changing my mother diaper, bed bathe her, combing her hair…just about everything that needed to be done to get her clean each day. Food wasn’t so delicious and no interest in anything.
My older sister doesn’t like staying in the hospital and she hate getting her hand dirty, therefore I do about everything. I quit my job and drop out school to stay with my mother. Days soon turn to months…I started to lose weight. I didn’t get enough of sleep and my heart felt like it no longer have the energy to beat. Then a sudden, my mother finger start to move…I called in for the doctor and he start checking her. He shook his head and say nothing.
I waited for a few days but she seems the same. I started to lose hope and cry on my mother shoulder. I asked when will she be awake to yell and hit me again? When will she wake? Hugging my mother lifeless body, I fell asleep. Then a few hours of sleep I woke up from a movement that my mother was making. I got up wiping my tears and looking at my mother. My mother started to shift her body a little and her finger moves. I called in the nurse and the nurse call in the doctor. My mother then gently opening her eyes from a coma.